Page 42 of Falling for Mr. Billionaire

We collapse together, sweaty and shaking, tangled in the sheets, the storm long forgotten. For a moment, there’s nothing but silence.

Then her voice—small, hoarse, satisfied.

“So… about that peanut butter pretzel obsession…”

I laugh.

And then kiss her again.

She’s limp beneath me, face buried in the pillow, her body flushed, trembling, soaked in sweat and satisfaction. Her thighs are still shaking. My cum is dripping down the inside of her leg.

She’s wrecked.

And I should stop, but I don’t want to.

We must have both fallen asleep after that because I wake up to the sound of a notification on my phone and Ivy is still sleeping.

I should let her sleep, let her breathe, let her come down.

But the way her body molded to mine? The way she screamed my name like it was the only word she remembered? The way she begged without words, clinging to me, soaking my cock like she was made for it?

I’m not done.

Not until she knows she’ll never want anyone else again.

I lean over her, my chest against her back, my mouth brushing the shell of her ear.

“You good?” I ask, voice dark.

She hums, lazy. “Mmm… I can’t move.”

“Too sore?”

She nods, smiling faintly, eyes still closed.

And fuck if that doesn’t make my cock twitch all over again.

“Good,” I whisper, kissing the curve of her shoulder. “Because I’m not finished.”

She opens one eye, barely.

“Carter please…” she says, like it’s both a plea and a dare.

“You can take one more,” I growl, trailing my hand down her spine, over the curve of her ass, slick and flushed from being fucked into submission. “Just one more.”

“You’re insatiable.”

“No, baby,” I murmur, kissing her jaw. “I’m obsessed. With you.”

I nudge her thighs open with my knee. She moans—tired, sore, but already melting again.

“Carter, I’m—”

“Shhh.” I slide my hand between her legs, and she gasps. “You’re still wet for me.”

I move behind her, kneeling on the bed. Her body’s limp, hips tilted just enough. I grip her waist and press the thick head of my cock against her swollen entrance.

“I’m going to ruin you all over again,” I whisper.

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